Driving to work today reminded me of an important fact:

Texas Hill Country smells like an undead troll’s gym socks when it rains. Its this unholy combination of sour earth, petro-chemicals, sulphur and something definitely organic rotting. Its horrific. And there was *no* escaping it. Usually, I like the smell of the rain. But, not while driving through (insert announcer type voice here) Beeee-youuuuuuuuu-ti-ful Texas Hill Country! With acres of (sotto voice) fucking!!! (non-sotto voice) cedar trees for your viewing pleasure.
…thought: Hmm…I wonder if that awful stench is the smell of cedar trees plotting pollen-y slash allergic-y death for humans?
…but I digress (again).

I couldn’t roll the windows down to escape, and as it had already insinuated itself into my car I was pretty much stuck. Add to this the fact that most drivers here have the annoying inability to drive in any rain oh, at all and that means that I spent an extra 20 minutes tootling along with the Stench of Forty Thousand Years. { /vincentpricevoice }

Gosh darn you, stenchy drive! Gosh darn you to heck!